Although it is said that it is a hundred schools of thought, but because the Confucian rules are too big, a certain sage put forward the concept of "respecting Confucianism", so in the Spring and Autumn Period, it has always been the Confucianism that counts.

At this moment, on the top of the highest mountain in the Spring and Autumn Period, there are several people standing side by side, in addition to the oldest in Confucianism, the oldest old master who has been respected as the most holy master for 10,000 years, there is also a sage who ranks third in the Confucian cultural and Taoist system, this is an old man who is more than half a hundred years old, with a thin face, with a bit of old-fashioned reading people.

Beside the two Confucian sages, there are still two people, one of them, the appearance is extremely young, the face is handsome and unparalleled, the literary brilliance is extraordinary, the circulation is peerless, the jade tree is in the wind, and the body is elegant like a fairy in the world.

On his waist hangs a simple fairy sword, the sword qi spreads like a silk thread, constantly wandering around the scabbard, and on the other side, it hangs a pure and flawless mutton fat jade, and the front is engraved with the word "Xianxian".

The last person was a scholar with an elegant and gentle face, probably in his forties, with a high crown and a big sleeve, and his eyes when he looked at the Holy Ancestor with a faint hint of inexplicability.

The sage ranked third in Confucianism looked at the world of gods through the endless void, his brows furrowed, sighing, and worried.

This person is the gentleman of Cen Xinzhou and Chen Gongwang, who is respected by the world as the scholar of Yasheng.

The Holy Ancestor patted Yasheng on the shoulder, "Why do you have to act like this, your own students are not unclear, and relax, Cen Xinzhou will not disappoint me." ”

When Yasheng heard the old man say this, he stretched his brows and nodded slightly towards the young Qi Immortal beside him, "I thanked Mr. Li for the sword just now." ”

Li Dulou calmly accepted the sage's salute, and said with a smile, "The saint doesn't have to be polite, Li Mou's life is a sword, all of them are casual and move according to their hearts, today's sword is just a sincere admiration for Cen Daoyou's demeanor." ”

"For another person, if I, Li Dulou, don't recognize his knowledge, even if I come twice as many demons to stop it, and the situation is even more difficult, I don't want to let this sword in my hand be too empty to be out of the slightest."

The scholar with a gentle expression put his hands in his sleeves, and the smile on his face was even stronger, "It is worthy of the unparalleled immortal Li Dulou of poetry and sword, in my opinion, in this well-ruled Spring and Autumn World, you are the only one, and you are the most free." ”

"The seniors praised it falsely", Li Dulou smiled indifferently.

The Holy Ancestor glanced at this guy and warned in a deep voice, "Yang Shou, don't be demagogic here, otherwise I will have another discussion with you." ”

The gentle scholar looked at the tall old master with a sad and indignant face, and screamed, "The surname is Kong, you don't want to deceive people too much. ”

The Holy Ancestor looked as usual, and glanced at the other party, "I haven't found your true body for a long time, but for you." ”

The old master made a gesture of raising his hand to his chest and quickly pressing down, "Between the backhand, you can suppress it." ”

Yang Shou's face was loveless, "I'm really afraid of you." ”

He looked at the sky in the distance, indignant, and shouted, "Old guy, I also instructed Cen Xinzhou in his knowledge back then, so I don't have to be so desperate." ”

Then he gently pounded Yasheng next to him with his elbow, "I said Yasheng, you have a word, they all say that Confucianism is the most affectionate, I helped your proud protégé so hard back then, and this is how you old boy repaid me." ”

In the world of gods, after the death of the big demon old man, several long rainbows flew up again in several continents on the ground, flying towards the rapidly falling demon corpse, these guys all wanted to take advantage of the troubled waters to fish, and pick up the corpse of the big demon.

These people are all great monks who are famous in the world, mountains and rivers in the world, and even a mountaintop in the world, and they are constantly fighting in the process of resisting the wind and upward, and they are constantly throwing out brilliant and colorful spells towards several other young people who have the same thoughts as themselves.

In the end, one of the old monks who was full of spirit and wore a lotus robe stood out, and his figure was obviously higher than the rest of the people, only a few dozen miles away from the big demon corpse, and he was still approaching rapidly.

At this moment, a gust of wind suddenly blew in the sky, and the corpse of the big demon flew uncontrollably towards a certain cave in the West Dao Ling Continent.

Seeing this, the old monk immediately gasped, damn it, it turned out to be the miracle Lu Zu who returned to the world.

Although he was afraid of the other party, the old monk looked at the corpse of the big demon, and after all, he was unwilling, and he didn't want to let go of this fate, so he gritted his teeth.

Sacrificing a spiritual treasure that he had refined into a natal object for many years, it was a Daomen pocket talisman sword, the old monk bit his lip, and dripped more than a dozen drops of natal essence blood on the pocket talisman sword one after another, and then his heart moved, and a burst of bright light appeared on the pocket talisman sword.

Then he flew out with a "whoosh" and went straight to the big demon corpse.

Then, as a successful cultivator, he was able to cultivate all the way to the current realm alive, and naturally knew the power of the four words of the miracle Lu Zu.

He continued to pinch with both hands, his robe shook, and soon, a huge Dharma Minister, more than a hundred feet tall, appeared out of thin air, and the Dharma Minister's hands folded together and grabbed towards the big demon corpse.

Ancestor Lu put his fingers together, and with a swing of his sword, he slashed the pocket talisman sword down.

Later, when he saw that guy condensed a majestic Dharma Statue again, Lu Shenqing raised his eyebrows slightly, "There are really people who are not afraid of death." ”

The momentum around him suddenly increased to a level, and he swung a sword again, this time the old monk in the lotus robe was not so lucky.

After a sword, the void trembled, and the towering law phase that was a hundred feet high instantly disappeared and turned into nothingness.

After that, the sword that Lu Zu personally swung out was unabated, and fiercely slashed the old monk from the clouds.

It didn't take long for this great monk from other continents to successfully land, and somewhere in the north of the Wangjiang River in Xidaoling Continent, there was a sudden bang, and a big pit was smashed at the foot of a remote barren mountain.

After this person landed, his body was embarrassed and gray-faced, but he did not lie on the ground and die, but got up with a bone and looked at the miracle cave from afar.

Lang Sheng said, "Lu Zu's Taoism, if it really leads to the sky, it is admirable to see it today." ”

Lu Shenqing smiled slightly, "You kid, it's a slippery head." ”

Hearing Lu Zu's response, the other party didn't say a word, knelt on the ground and bowed, "The younger generation envy Xie Jinqing of Changchun Mountain in Xianzhou, and welcome Lu Zu back to the house." ”

"You're smart."